All members are super god [E-sports]

In the end it was explained.

It was difficult to decide on a hotel during the Spring Festival, but Qin Qiang suddenly didn't intend to go back to Shanghai in such a hurry, and took Lin Huai to find a hotel to check in.

When registering at the front desk, the child was thin-skinned, looked at the back of the computer coldly, and made marks in his pockets.

The mask covers most of the face, and the broken hair falls on the forehead, but the eyes are like willows in spring and March, pulling and hooking like silk threads.

Then the hook fell into Qin Qiang's palm, and melted into the warmth of the intertwined lips and teeth.

……

Lin Huai didn't want to turn on the light.

Qin Qiang coaxed people.

Those who are coaxed are soft-hearted, and those who are coaxed are so soft that they can't say a word of rejection.

So in the dim light, he saw the reflection in the bedside lamp strip.

At that moment, Lin Huai felt as if someone had hit his head with a stick.

All of a sudden, I forgot how to breathe, how to move, how to... how to cater.

The light strip is too narrow, so narrow that he can barely fall asleep with lighting, and so narrow that he never thinks about whether the bedside lamp in the hotel he stayed in is a mirror or glass.

Until an overly narrow mirror came into his eyes, Lin Huai saw himself in the mirror in the broken chaos.

And the brother behind him.

The black cat under the bed was calling hastily, as if compared with him, caught in an exciting game of competition.

His breathing was messed up, his eyes dodged unconsciously, and he forgot to cater, so all the throbbing emotions and even the heartbeat were controlled by another person.

Qin Qiang was behind him.

He was a little confused.

Bitten his lips and tongue in the mist, exuding an unbalanced and indulgent bloody smell.

……

Finally, when he finally went out, Lin Huai forced his consciousness, stretched out his arms and turned off the light with a cold face.

He is afraid of the dark.

Even more shy.

Qin Qiang put his arms around his waist, and when he laughed, his chest resonated with his back.

It's too bad.

·

They drove back to Shanghai in the afternoon of the third day of junior high school.

Before Lin Huai came, he thought that if Qin Qiang wanted to go home, he would accompany him back. After all, it was just spending a few hours with some strangers who hadn't been intimate before and didn't need much intimacy now.

He didn't feel embarrassed or nervous about it.

If the elder brother wants to go back alone, he will go to the Internet cafe to open a computer, play a few rounds to get a higher score, and then go together when he comes back.

But when he got there, he saw the place name sign on the high-speed ramp, and he realized that Qin Qiang might not plan to go back, so he took the completely opposite road.

He was puzzled, but couldn't think of a reason.

It wasn't until after the meal that he heard the man's relaxed and ordinary tone that he was somewhat inexplicable that he suddenly felt that he might know the reason.

I know the reason why Qin Qiang must stay at the base to accompany him for the New Year.

Knowing that my brother said he would come back to accompany him to take the cat away, but why didn't he say anything about going home when he arrived.

His sensitive and fragile emotions were taken care of by others, and he was a little dizzy from the warmth.

The gifts bought in small commodity stores on the street were not worth mentioning to a family like the Qin family, but on the way back, he clearly heard Qin Ke's excited voice on the car phone.

Once the ice cracks, the flower seeds can be traced.

"Brother, you wait first." Qin Ke's voice was very mixed, the phone was held a little far away, or was covered, her voice was a lot quieter, and she whispered, "Hey, let me ask brother, It's not like you don't know his dog temper..."

Lin Huai didn't hold back, and turned his head to laugh.

Qin Qiang glanced over lightly, but the corners of his lips curled up.

Qin Ke was still talking softly, Qin Qiang interrupted her directly, "Drive, hang up."

Over there, Qin Ke was taken aback, "Ah", "Ah...then you pay attention to safety, when..."

"Help me give my grandpa New Year's greetings." Qin Qiang didn't let her continue, and hung up the phone before she could react.

Xiao Huai's spirit has always been shallow, and she is rarely strong and gorgeous on the bed. At this time, a smile creeps up the corners of her eyes, making her look extraordinarily bewitching.

Qin Qiang didn't move in his sitting position, and didn't even look at him distractedly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Dog temper." Lin Huai said, maybe the sunshine along the road was so good that he was a little drowsy. Lin Huai simply lowered the chair, put his feet in front of him, looked at Qin Qiang from bottom to top, and said softly Added, "It will bite people."

His jaw line is beautiful, and his three courts and five eyes are all overly delicate. When you get close, you will find that the pores on his face are extremely delicate. They only expand when he is doing certain things, revealing the wildness under the elegant surface, and he is almost untouched. Domesticated animal instinct.

Lin Huai never told him that he actually liked those moments of Qin Qiang very much.

It was as if he was completely controlled and conquered, he marked his territory, raised a small animal, and fed it all day long. On the day when he grew up, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and bitten out of the wound, and rolled the tip of his tongue again and again. On, imprint to cover scent.

From then on, it was just his food.

But he also likes Qin Qiang like this, not the Ghost on the field, not the owner when he loses control.

Simple, is the elder brother who has infinite doting on him.

Someone who can be provoked by him slightly, but still let him play around.

Qin Qiang smiled, glanced over very quickly, lingering for a moment on his deliberately exposed white neck, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Huai lifted his chin lightly, "It hurts."

Qin Qiang: "Then let you bite it back?"

The cat purred in the back seat, the sound was the same as last night, Lin Huai sat leaning back, looked down, stared at Qin Qiang's Adam's apple for a while, then looked away, "No."

"Ok?"

"It will only hurt more." Lin Huai said.

Qin Qiang laughed out loud.

On the way back, the setting sun sprinkled the farmland, bare one after another, not very beautiful, but the light was very good, and occasionally some flowers bloomed for a while, colorful.

Lin Huai leaned there, and at a certain moment, he suddenly felt extremely peaceful. A string in his head vibrated slightly. He couldn't explain what he was thinking, and suddenly said: "I dare not look for you."

Qin Qiang was about to ask him to change the navigation route, when he heard this, he was slightly startled, and asked in a very soft voice, adjusted the destination by himself, and drove off the ramp.

He was waiting for him to continue, but after Lin Huai finished speaking, he fell silent, and his eyes fell outside the window, staring at the thick sunset.

After getting off the highway, the road conditions were much more complicated. Qin Qiang didn't dare to be distracted. After waiting for a while, he lowered the co-pilot's window by half a window, and the wind rushed in, bringing the warmth of early spring.

"Don't stare, watch your eyes." Qin Qiang said.

The eyes and hands of professional players cannot be injured at all.

Lin Huai had been autistic since he was a child, and Qin Qiang knew it.Yehuo also told him a little bit when he joined the team. He knew very well what Zai Zai didn't want to say, and he couldn't be forced.

It's just that the exploration has been taking root in my heart, and tentacles stretch out like vines, spreading around, scratching people's itches.

Qin Qiang didn't speak any more, Lin Huai looked at him, his thumbnail was inserted into his index finger, and a crescent moon was bent out.

No pain, no itching.

He looked at Qin Qiang's eyebrows, and suddenly called out, "Brother."

Qin Qiang answered him: "Yes."

Lin Huai asked, "Can you lock me up?"

Evening wind, traffic flow, spring flowers, evening sun.

Qin Qiang was silent for a while, holding the steering wheel to look at the congested lane ahead, and asked him, "Now?"

"It's all right." Lin Huai said, "Close it, leave a window, and remember to feed three meals a day."

He paused, glanced back, and asked softly: "Raise me like a cat, can I?"